[He sits back on the couch, his arms folding across his chest. That reverse psychology isn't going to work on him, he'll take fights just about wherever and whenever he can get them.]

I'm touched that you're so concerned for me. [He's starting to see a theme here, in regards to that.] But don't worry, I'll be just fine. You can scold me if I come dragging myself to your doorstep from my injuries.

[He says that with pride and a level of cockiness that probably shouldn't be accepted, if Childe hasn't repeatedly put his money where his mouth is.]

By the way traveler, I'm impressed. You've managed to make your apartment here just as cozy as you'd made your teapot. Perhaps when we're done here, you'll show me around?